slightly left of center thoughts

Gasp for air

Pray for courage

Wipe beads of sweat

With the back of your hand

Feel the thin coldness in your palm

And slowly,

Carefully,

Lay it down–

Against innocent skin

Turn your head away

Yet savor

Ooh! The tangy sweetness

Of sharp, biting pain

Then, marvel

At the sight

Of dark, warm Red

~ by frozenmocha on February 8, 2008.